What A Way to Go... (Warning; bad humor)

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sitting on the cold first thing in the morning the door is locked the sleep is fading slippers on his feet first thing in the morning his pants are down and he is waiting reading breaking news first thing in the morning of men and sheep and human cloning sudden heart attack struck him without warning he couldn't wipe while he was dying that's how they found him later that same evening ass in the air and house flies flying Ugh. What a way to go...Not my best work, but maybe you'll get a laugh out of it, if you're as sick as I am. Written December 11th, 2001 © on Dec 11 2001 04:57 AM PST 10 • 0 • 14

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